Personal Narrative: My 5k Race

When I was in fifth grade I ran a 5k( 3 miles) which was a good moment for me. It was placed at NC State which was a public event for many different people to do. I went because I thought it was going to be fun with all the people I know. So many people came to the event and we all enjoyed each other. But the thing I liked was that my mom came to watch me run three miles. The teachers told us about it and we all said we would like to do it. So what happened is that our class won 2000 dollars to get new shoes for all of us. I was glad because I got new shoes and to have fun( I mostly liked the part of getting new adidas). Everyone started training for the big race who was in Mr. Henry’s and Mrs. Siegert's classes. It was hard to train because
they worked us like horses such as running up then down a hill then do ten push ups 50 times or even run a mile everyday. But doing that was probably the hardest training to do just to run 3 miles but it was well worth it. Once it came time for the event I was kind of nervous but also happy to be there.
My class and I took a few pictures before the race and we stretched a lot. A few minutes passed by and we had to get in our starting positions. So the race was about to start and there was hundreds of people around me and I was still a little nervous. The guy shot the gun up and I sprinted through many people. About half way through the first mile I slowed down and walked for a bit. Someone came up to me and said to at least jog. So I started jogging and I did that for about a mile and a half. Once it came to the second mile there was water cups, I grabbed two dumped one on my face and the other I drank. Since there was so many people I didn’t even know what place I was in or even how far I was. I was getting really tired but I hung in and sprinted the rest of the way. I could hear the crowd cheering so I ran like Forest Gump to get to the finish line. There was a timer when I crossed and it was about 35 minutes total and I finished. When I finished, I saw my mom with a bottled water and I went over to her. She congratulated me and I went over to talk to my friends that finished the race about the same time as me. We probably talked for an hour then my mom and I went to get something to eat then went home. I wished my dad was there, but he was at a skiing trip so when he got home, I told him all about it even I told my sister. The thing I’m glad I did was train because I got where I am now and all of that payed
off. The whole main point for me about this race was to have fun and hang out with my friends for a little. But I gained confidence because of this race thinking I could conquer the world after finishing. My family was proud that I actually ran three miles instead of playing video games on a saturday morning (by the way I had to get there at 6 in the morning). Also I got in shape in my legs because of it, so that was my moment of sucess/childhood memory.